She didn't know what she'd been expecting him to say, but it hadn't been that. It makes her snort, and then giggle - not mockingly, but just because it was so random, and because he's so adorable. She feels like a silly teenager again, clasping his hand to her heart. ]
I think we're a little past that point...
[ Especially now that's she's comfortable enough to nuzzle beak to beak with him. Maybe skipping rehearsal wasn't so bad, if it was for something as nice as this. For all she cared, they could stay like this for hours, skipping rehearsal, dinner, the next heist -
THE NEXT HEIST.
BECAUSE SHE'S A CRIMINAL.
Morgana jerks - what had she been doing?! This theater was loaded with evidence of their crimes! They could spend stolen cash easily, but valuables had to be stored away in whatever nook and cranny they could find. Dropping it off at pawn shops and the like would raise all the red flags if they did it right after a robbery, so they had to hide it wherever they could until the time was right.
Like inside the piano.
Which was right next to her and Drake.
Morgana sweats, struggling to think of a way to boot him out of the theater (albeit very reluctantly) without raising suspicion, and pulls back again, starting to let him go. C'mon, think think think, get out of that stupor of affection and THINK. ]
I, uh, that is, I... I've suddenly got inspired to write a new song!
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Shalalalala, haaaaa~She didn't know what she'd been expecting him to say, but it hadn't been that. It makes her snort, and then giggle - not mockingly, but just because it was so random, and because he's so adorable. She feels like a silly teenager again, clasping his hand to her heart. ]
I think we're a little past that point...
[ Especially now that's she's comfortable enough to nuzzle beak to beak with him. Maybe skipping rehearsal wasn't so bad, if it was for something as nice as this. For all she cared, they could stay like this for hours, skipping rehearsal, dinner, the next heist -
THE NEXT HEIST.
BECAUSE SHE'S A CRIMINAL.
Morgana jerks - what had she been doing?! This theater was loaded with evidence of their crimes! They could spend stolen cash easily, but valuables had to be stored away in whatever nook and cranny they could find. Dropping it off at pawn shops and the like would raise all the red flags if they did it right after a robbery, so they had to hide it wherever they could until the time was right.
Like inside the piano.
Which was right next to her and Drake.
Morgana sweats, struggling to think of a way to boot him out of the theater (albeit very reluctantly) without raising suspicion, and pulls back again, starting to let him go. C'mon, think think think, get out of that stupor of affection and THINK. ]
I, uh, that is, I... I've suddenly got inspired to write a new song!
[ BAD THINKING. ]